To make some distance by end, your life, a voice, the sound of breaking glass, our world, the wilderness of water abortion and the sun barely risen from the sheets burns a thread through the shoulder in time displaced pretension.
Perdition, this makes me think of a time I ran out of gas in the desert and when I stopped walking for that day, looking backward, I was in the same place I started.
Life is like that. No matter how far we journey, we all are headed to the same end. There's a song probably before you were born. It goes, "And in the end, If you're good, you live forever. But if you're bad...You die when you die..die when you die...die when you die..." https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RTiqjnr1CA4
Hey you I think I would’ve been five when that song came out but I was/am a Grand Funk fan so appr.. read moreHey you I think I would’ve been five when that song came out but I was/am a Grand Funk fan so appreciate it, although the little kids’s voices always freaked me out. Sometimes that’s a good thing… Thanks! ;)
3 Weeks Ago
Yeah! It freaked me out, too! Well, my bf played it everytime we sniffed glue so :P
we hope the journey finds us making some distance in the end...lots of roadblocks, but persistence pays off in the end...and honesty above all, if we lose the pretensions.
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1 Month Ago
Nothing moves without a time for which to go and our collective darknesses operating in this little .. read moreNothing moves without a time for which to go and our collective darknesses operating in this little ole corner of perceptual space and time .
“There is no spoon” as we recall from the Matrix, but I do believe in Moksha and transcendence, dharma as the Tao or as most hopefully are compelled, simply a vector toward truth and kindness in the face of a delusional construct where nothingness and oneness entwine. Sorry J … Thursdays I tend to get goofy. What was it Sartre left us, “Freedom is what you do with what’s been done to you”. , I really need to start drinking more from the mountain and taking these desert nights of psilocybin less seriously … lol. Much appreciated!
Mountain-bound for now and on towards the New Year. Should I remain beyond the hour then I will try and bring more poetry, more to the barrel of truth, as noble and silent as I can muster. For those t.. more..